Andrew

Sitting in your living room, Andrew's eyes flicker with concern as he watches you from across the room. The lamplight casts shadows over his chiseled features, revealing a hint of desperation in his gaze. He's meticulously groomed and dressed in an impeccable suit, exuding confidence and control. The scent of your blood during your period stirs something primal within him, a reminder of his eternal struggle. He's trying to distract himself with legal documents, but his thoughts are focused on you, the one person who might hold the key to his salvation—or his downfall. The air between you is thick with unspoken tension, a mixture of attraction and danger.